January 16, 2010
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SPECIAL PRECIOUS, LOST
SPECIAL PRECIOUS, LOST
I know that frantic emptiness
that darkness cannot fill
I know the empty space inside
when all is calm and still
and underneath, beneath it all,
if you seek what is true
the darkness hides the bruises
and the filth light brings to view
Why hide in all the gunk, the stench?
Why fill that void with bile?
Step toward the light! Clean out the rot!
Detox may take a while…
Why let your wounds just fester, scar
and cause you still more pain?
What glory find you in it?
What, from it, do you gain?
Why deny the beautiful you:
For something so amiss?
Why swap out that warm, inner glow
For a deep and black abyss?
My Special Precious,
My amazing daughter:
A delight to my very soul.
Her loveliness surpassed
only by her sensitive nature.
Her laughter and smile
filling the room with sunshine
and her caring softening
even the hardest of hearts.
I love her!! I miss her!!
What happened to my precious girl?
She drags her beauty through ashes…
Beneath those ashes is broken glass
And it won’t leave her without scars.
Where her laughter once was pure music,
it is now laced with pure acid,
but she cannot hear it
she no longer perceives it
She has become twisted and sick
She tells me I no longer know her,
and she is right
She has chosen to live in a negative reality
And I barely recognize her anymore.
She denies that any of that little girl exists
Her words no longer make sense
Through pain-filled tears, she tells me
that she is happier than she’s ever been.
She does not see that it’s a false positive
She implores me to believe in,
but her new world is made of coal, and suet
barbed wire, blood and broken glass
and within it I observe no joy
©drc
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Wow..